Imiron sat on the throne, his left hand propped up on the side of his slanted face, and his face was wearing a heavy helmet with red horns, and his expression could not be seen. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

But judging by the fingers that kept beating on the armrest of the throne, Imiron's mood at the time when the last fortress was breached, when the challenger was imminent... It's actually not bad.

It was not a lavish hall, and the only thing that was precious was the red plush carpet in front of Imiron's wooden throne, which was entirely handmade, a gift from Imiron's people when he became king thousands of years ago.

The Viku people worship strength, and the king of a country must be the one who can fight the best, and the same is true of Imiron, who is even stronger than some of the heroes of the Viku legends, but he may be a good warrior, but he is not a good king, or rather, not a king of good luck.

At... Well, about fifteen thousand years ago, before the whole land was divided, and Imiron was one of the best of all the Viku in Howling Bay, when the Viku were in full swing with the bear monsters of Grizzly Hill, and the Guardians lost their news, causing these creatures that should have lived in peace to become wild and angry.

It was in that situation that, like the choice of countless Viku men, Emiron went to the battlefield to fight for his clan and country.

After the old king of that generation died in battle, Imiron, because of his great martial arts and fearless courage, was chosen as the new king, in the period when he first ascended the throne, Imiron's luck was good, under his leadership, the Viku people of Howling Bay drove the bear monsters back to their homeland, it was a war that lasted for hundreds of years, even millennia.

It was also in that victorious war that His Majesty Imiron's prestige was so great that almost all the clans swore allegiance to him, and the dragon raider clan at that time, the ancient horn symbolizing power, was placed on the walls of the top of Utgard, and every ten years, Imiron himself blew this horn and summoned the leaders of the clans to come to the meeting, which was definitely a remarkable achievement at that time.

Almost no king had ever achieved this feat before Imiron, and considering that the politics of the Viku people was full of fist-to-flesh confrontations, we can naturally draw one conclusion:

Fifteen thousand years ago, Imiron, was definitely the most capable of fighting among the mortal races on this planet!

But at the end of the war with the bears, when Imiron decided to go on an expedition through the mountains, an accident occurred.

The curse of the flesh spread rapidly across the realm of the Viku, a mysterious plague that made the children born deformed and weak, a curse that had already appeared when Imiron was born, but which had spread more and more during the years of war.

Imiron tried all kinds of methods, and even went so far as to personally interrupt the war with the bears and take the army out to find Odin, who had lost contact, to ask for help.

But alas, at that time, Odin was already trapped in Valhalla, and Imiron had found nothing, and under this weird, ever-spreading curse, Imiron's kingdom was in jeopardy, and at this time, Imiron made a bold decision.

Odin's faith not only failed to help them, but also caused the atmosphere of the whole country to become panicked and riotous, and even the war on the front line failed, so the king in order to reverse this decline, he stood up and called on his people to abandon their faith in Odin and the Titans and worship their ancestors instead.

Under his iron-blooded methods, the whole country quickly came out of the panic, with the support of a new faith, the Viku people, who had become brave and good at fighting again, finally won the final victory against the bear people, and that victory has been maintained to this day, even after 15,000 years, the bear people in the grizzly hills do not dare to cross the snow-capped mountains at will.

Brave, tenacious, fearless, and unyielding, this is almost a portrayal of Imiron's life, but then at the end of his reign, the Flesh Curse broke out completely, and Imiron, in order to ensure the purity of his blood, ordered the killing of those deformed children, a move that set off a storm of escape in his kingdom.

No one dared to disobey Imiron's orders, but no parents were willing to kill their children, so the Great Escape appeared, according to Brian Copperbeard, the honorary president of the Explorers Guild, those fleeing Viku were the ancestors of the first humans in the Eastern Continent, of course, Dick also knew that the human ancestors in the north and south of the Eastern Continent actually came from two places, as well as the Viku clans of Uldaman who followed Tyr to cross the sea.

But even with such cruel methods, Imironn was unable to win the last battle of his life, and in the end, the curse of flesh almost swept his kingdom, for which Imiron had to choose to sleep with his people, and his beloved wife, the witch Queen Angboda, chose to become the guardian of the Great Tomb of Aleboron, guarding the tomb of her husband for nearly 10,000 years.

Everyone knows what happened next, after being awakened, in order to get rid of the curse of flesh and blood, Imiron chose to form an alliance with the Lich King, but they are also inseparable from each other, and now, belonging to Odin's faith, which was completely abandoned by him back then, has returned to this land again.

Listen, and the sound of their warriors declaring war.

Imiron let out a low laugh, his left hand shifted, and with a flick of the throne, a heavy black greatsword like a tuning fork fell into his hand, the weapon he used fifteen thousand years ago, and today, it will once again be full of blood.

Imiron stood up from his throne, his tall body made him look like a real red giant, his armor was blood-red, just wrapped around his arms, legs and chest, his exposed skin had wild war paints, and the orange-red beard on his chest was bound by his wife into several whips, adding a touch of softness to his indifferent face under his huge curved horn helmet.

Let this face become vivid in an instant.

The moment he stood up, a voice rang out from outside the hall,

"Wang, everything is ready! Please get out of here with me, it's not safe here!"

A tall Viku general with a heavy hammer on his back and blue armor walked into the hall, his eyes shining with green light, and his body covered with heavy frost, it was clear that this was an undead Viku, but even after death, his loyalty to the king did not diminish in the slightest, he fell on one knee and shouted to Imiron, who had his back to him,

"The invaders have broken into the loot hall, and we are running out of time!"

"No... My faithful Skady, I will not leave my castle. ”

Imiron's deep voice rang out, and his left hand was gently caressed on the wall behind the throne, where there were the words left by the kings of the Viku people, the last line, which Imiron had carved there himself before he fell asleep.

"I fight for my kingdom, both in life and in death!

The fingers felt the rough nicks, and Imiron's voice fell silent, and Skadi, the powerful dragon raider, said anxiously,

"King, our defeat is only temporary! we just need to go to Volend, the lord of Grizzly Hill is still loyal to you, as long as we get there, you can summon the army at any time, and we will fight back again, just like we did 10,000 years ago!

"Skady, do you know where that group of people out there came from?"

Imiron turned, took out an emblem engraved with the sacred crest of Valagar from his bosom, and threw it to Skadi, who held it in his hand and looked at his king.

"It's... This is... This is Odin's..."

"That's right, this is Odin's faith, Odin's emblem... They're back, and it's good!"

Imiron's sword pillar was on the ground, and his voice grew louder and louder, "Go, Skadi, escort my beloved Angboda out of here, go to Volender and wait for my news, don't have any contact with Arthas, Odin is in battle, there is no hope for that dark lord, you and I both know how powerful Odin is!"

"But I'm going to stay... Not as a king, but as a warrior, I want to stay, and I want to ask Odin for myself why he abandoned us in the first place! Why did he allow his followers to suffer such nightmares! This is what I must do!"

The king reached out and took off the golden badge that represented the king's symbol, which was pinned to his chest, and threw it on the ground on the side, and he took a deep breath.

"You know, my loyal Scardi, I've been waiting for this opportunity for 10,000 years, and I'm not going to wait any longer... Or are you going to stop a fighter from pursuing his goals?"

The Dragon Raider was silent, and after a moment, he stood up and bowed respectfully to Imiron,

"Your Majesty, I have never regretted following you, and it is the greatest honor of my life to be able to fight under you!"

After all, I can't let you go to another battlefield alone, you need soldiers, and I'm the best soldier!"

"Okay, Skady... Go ahead, do what you have to do, protect Angboda, and don't let her do anything stupid!, and tell her... I love her... Go for it!"

The footsteps of the dragon raider general slowly moved away, and Imiron, with his eyes closed, stood in front of the throne with a black sword in both hands, like a cold statue, but the blood-red sparks had begun to ignite under his feet, and it only took a primer for the fire of anger to burn everything in front of him.

He's waiting, this king, this warrior is waiting ... Wait for the arrival of Odin's will.

The will that he believed in and abandoned by him, he wanted to question him, he wanted to scold him, he wanted to challenge him!

"Click"

The sound of armor clashing sounded in the throne hall of Imiron, and Gavincent with a heavy helmet walked into this lonely and cold hall alone, the warrior carried two blood-soaked dragon slaying axes in his hands, he looked at the figure standing with a sword in front of him, he stopped.

"Imiron... I grew up listening to your legends, you were one of our greatest and strongest kings and warriors in the history of the Demon Clan, and the old people couldn't tell you enough stories about you for three days and three nights... But I never thought that I would one day see you in such a posture. ”

There was a hint of gloom in Calvincent's voice, he looked at Imiron, who had his eyes closed, as if waiting for his answer, and after a few seconds, the King of the Viku people opened his eyes and looked at Gavincent like a heavy fortress,

"So... Should I be honored for this? ”

"Knort"

The two dragon slaying axes bloomed in front of Emiron, spilling the blood from the blades on the red carpet, making it even more red, and Calvincent's voice cooled,

"I am the warrior of the god Odin, and he asked me to bring you back... You'd better come with me now, Emiron, I don't want to use chains..."

"Bang!"

Before Calvincent could finish his sentence, a fist wrapped in a crimson flame storm struck the cone-covered helmet on his face like a meteor falling from above.

This punch was so powerful that it directly knocked Gavincent's helmet out and smashed it on the ground, and the edge of the heavy helmet made entirely of stainless steel had been smashed into a crack by this punch, which was simply shocking.

And Gavincent also got up from the ground with a shocked face, with his eyesight, he was just able to catch Emiron's figure, and he was directly beaten out, and Emiron, who was standing opposite him, held a black heavy sword in one hand, and shook it with the other, and the blood-red storm of anger was like substance, beating in his fist.

Imiron tilted his head and looked at Gavincent who had risen from the ground, his voice full of surprise,

"What? Odin's selection of warriors has dropped so badly... Can a child like you be called a warrior?"

"Hehe, kid, you'd better be serious... I can responsibly tell you that if this is your true level, then Odin... I'm afraid I'm going to lose a warrior, you know... I'm not just a king, I was the best until then..."

"Bang!"

Almost a copy of the situation just now, at the end of Imiron's words, his long sword was raised horizontally in front of him, and between the moments, blocking Gavincent who was burning with crimson flames all over his body, the Viku warrior grinned, there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, he looked at Imiron, his eyes were almost burning with substantial flames,

"The best warrior? Me too!"